Everyone tells me that I have amazing eyes- they are so pretty and unique and long lashes.
And they tell me I have a pretty nose.
And they say my hair is so healthy and long and straight and they wish they had it.
And they say I have such a pretty voice.
And they say that they love how soft-spoken and kind-hearted and calm and mature and sweet I am.
They never comment on how FAT I am.
They don't know that I was anorexic from 6th to 10th grade, and I have so many issues with my body and self-confidence that I have seriously tried to kill myself twice in my life (once by pills, once by cutting).They don't know that I HATE myself and I can't stand who I am sometimes.They don't know how much I hate my body.They don't know that I will never ever be able to have a normal eating life.
They don't know how arrogant I am sometimes.They don't know that everytime they say I am pretty, I take it all in and become so grandiose that I truly think I am insane sometimes.They don't know that I say to myself EVERY SINGLE WAKING MOMENT of my life: "Once I lose weight, I will be BEAUTIFUL.I WILL HAVE THE WHOLE PACKAGE." They don't know that I think I am prettier than everyone else, it's just that I am overweight.
THey don't know how fucked up I am.
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